The Hartford herald. [volume] (Hartford, Ky.) 1875-1926, 1887-03-02
CHAPTER XII.

The young man hurries forward-for
getful of Mrs. Brand, etiquette, common
] Joliteness. everything-tO where Mill.
/ cent is standing. His face is pale, his
! eyes brilliant. He is evidently suffering
! from intense excitement.
"Miss Grey! what terrible thing is this
have heard? But You are well-safer'
| lie is holding her hand tightly clasped
| In both his, and is gazing into her rather
| pink face with an eager love and solicit
tude not to be misunderstood. He Is as
oblivious to Capt. Boyle's sneering laugh
as &c Mrs Brands glance of surprised
displeasure, and is, indeed, deaf and
blind to everything hut Millicent herself.
! She has been in such sore danger; but
now she is here, before him, well, beau
| iful as ever.
quite safe, as you see," says Mill
| cent, in a low, soft t,ne--the softest she
has ever used to him. She cannot but
contrast the tender vchemence of his ad-
dress with the cool, unimpassioned greet
ing accorded TO her by Grant, an hour be-
/ fore. 'You must not think Of me any
longer ms deserving Of your pity. And
have you forgotten auntier ..
! Is there the faintest pressure of her
cool little hand as she brings him thus
back to n sense Of his dutyy
How dye do, MIR. Massareenei" says
Mrs. Brand, a slight touch of asperity In
her tone. ...A.fl I...tf
There is something about this big,
ugly young Irishman, with his musical
brogue, and HIS wonderful eyes, and his
impetuosity, that labels him dangerous.
~ beg your pardon lac exclaims now,
sliding across the room and clasping Mrs,
Brands jeweled hand in u grasp warm
as though he considered himself her
prime favorite, rather than bette noir.
| The grasp, however, as she does not fail
TO remark, though warm. is gentle In
| the extreme, and does not force the rings
against the delicate skin. After all-yes
there are some conmendable points
about this young, ineligible man. ~
have been unparlonably rude" goes Oh
: the ugly detrimental. But you will
forgive me, Mrs. Brand, when i assure
you that | didn't know whether I was
standing on my head or my heels when
entered the room. I never got such
shock in my life as Brandon gave me In
the Junior n quarter of an hour ago"
"You were ON your heels. That can
prove to YOU" says Mrs. Brand, smiling;
she is too good natured not to be half
amused, hnlf touched by the young mans
evident concern. ....
~ am Witness" puts in Grant,, show
ing all his teeth again. "You were quite
in proper trim, my dear fellow! Not a
suspicion of intoxication about YOU"
/ This laugh is replete with insolence
In fact, the remark just made has refer
/ ence TO subject that has grown sore
: from rough handling. It has reference
to little scene In the early town life Of
Gerald Massareene, who one evening,
going little of his head after the ter
mination of triumphant Derby day, took
perhaps little more champagne than
/ was good for him. Some--his friends
! said 1t was only his usual excellent
spirits raised to an excited pitch because
! OF his having made good thing of the
winner. Others--his acquaintance (he
| had no enemies, good lad that he WASH
said II was the excellent spirits Of the
club cellar However II was, Massareene
went considerably beyond bounds, and
was in the morning thoroughly ashamed
of himself. Then came his introduction
! to Millicent Grey--almOst a little girl mt
/ that time, but old enough to inthrall and
hold him with her budding beauty. And
with his growing love for her grew his
| fear that this one episode (vulgar cpl
sode, he called it) should be made known
to her. II was an absurd fear. Of course.